[ Alistair. He gives another slow frown at that, as if offended by the idea that he could not walk himself to a friend's side.
Shale deserves better than this. He can be better than this.
Besides which, whatever creatures she was fighting might still be out there.
He fights back the nausea --
(fear as much as anything, that he is losing friends. Will lose all his friends because he isn't good enough, isn't strong enough, isn't their hero of Ferelden. Isn't their champion.)
-- and pushes away from the wall, shakes his head emphatically. ]
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Shale deserves better than this. He can be better than this.
Besides which, whatever creatures she was fighting might still be out there.
He fights back the nausea --
(fear as much as anything, that he is losing friends. Will lose all his friends because he isn't good enough, isn't strong enough, isn't their hero of Ferelden. Isn't their champion.)
-- and pushes away from the wall, shakes his head emphatically. ]
No. I will walk. I need to see this for myself.